Neca bit back a curse as yet another blaster bolt just barely missed him. His attempts to pass as a Narjith merchant had failed miserably, and he'd paid for it by coming under severe attack. He had only one option left. He turned his fighter relative down and put it into a nosedive straight for Zerethsol's surface. At a reasonable altitude, he ejected along with the explosives, and tried his hardest to look like a corpse. He hit water mere meters away from the land, narrowly avoiding injury from his craft's explosion.
Surrounding himself with a Sith illusion, he made his way to the main city on the planet, where the High Tower was visibly located. With relative ease, he made his way to the lower levels of the Tower. With a smile, he placed the explosives, and prepared to activate the timer. Neca!
That voice…Trasae? Is that you?
Yes it's me! I just came to the edge of the system. I know from your thoughts what your planning, I…Exar Kun?! Alive?!
Yes, dear sister. He is my Master. That is why we needed Solo. He is serving us nicely. As Master Kun's new body.
No! Neca, please don't continue with this!
I have no choice.
With the push of a button, the timer activated, and a hologram appeared.
"Hello Blight," Kun's image said, "I believe I forgot to mention something. Once you activated the explosives, an energy field encompassed the tower. I regret not being able to deal out mass destruction, but you've served your purpose and needed to be dealt with. The timer was simply so I could deliver this message. Goodbye."
Trasae! Yavin 4, Trasae! Please! I-
Even in space, Trasae saw the flash that marked her brother's death. Her mind still echoed with his last cries through the Force. Yavin 4…Exar Kun, you will be brought to final justice.
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At the edge of the system in which Sentak rested appeared a ship larger even than those used by the Narjith. Using the entire massive ship to channel his power, Exar Kun delivered a message to his enemies.
"People of the Republic. Your superficial defeat by the Narjith pales in comparison to what you face. Narjith. By now your beloved High Tower is merely a pile of rubble, as your precious Empire will be within days. All by my hand. I am Exar Kun, the Dark Lord of the Sith! I have watched you all for millennia, and finally the time of my vengeance is at hand. The Republic's sun has set!"
The full fury of his anger focused through the ship, the Dark Lord hurled all of the ships in orbit from space to the surface of the planet below. Reactors and fuel cells detonated in massive explosions that devastated the capital city. And then the final piece of the destructive puzzle, that which dictated his timing. A peaceful, beautiful comet lazily soared just above Sentak's atmosphere. Borrowing a method of the now-legendary invasion of the Yuuzhan Vong, Kun hurled the comet to the planet. It impacted with such explosive force that nearly the entire surface of the planet was affected.
* * *
Just before his fiery end, Master Gred regretted not heeding his apprentice's warnings…
* * *
Kun glared at the planet in evil pleasure. It was time to return home.